In the study of the Fagong Imperial Palace, Fang Zheng pulled the fat man's wide sleeves with his dragon robe. He cried so hard that he wiped his nose and tears. While crying, he used the fat man's wide sleeves to smear on his face. Soon, the fat man's sleeves were covered with snot and tears, and it was a dirt ball, which was unbearable.

The fat man looked at the sleeves of his dragon robe, and his mouth twitched a few times with heartache, and sighed: "Brother Fang, you" Your feelings are so rich. Can I find you a handkerchief to wipe it?" My dragon robe is very expensive. Now the national treasury is not rich. If you cry, I will have no clothes to wear."

Fang Zheng cried loudly, "Fatty, wuwu, you can't let me die! I have old people above and so many wives below and in the middle. If I die, what will they do?"

The fat man said helplessly: "Brother Fang, this is not asking you to die. It is different from before. This time you are the commander of the three armies. Just sit firmly in the rear to dispatch the army, and do not need to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy in person, you will not be in danger."

"Wuwu" Although your words are sincere, I still feel that you are fooling me. "War! Hundreds of thousands of people are fighting together, who can guarantee that Mochuo's bastard will not act like he treats Gu Ludu. I will also give me a pre-killing action?"

The fat man sighed: "I will send more experts from the Forbidden Palace for you and leave. Be more careful. Don't call out all the soldiers of the central army, so that you can be sure of everything."

Fang Zheng stopped crying, raised his face covered in tears and asked carefully: "If I find that the situation is not good, can I lead my army to escape?"

The fat man smiled bitterly and said, "If you run away, of course no one will stop you. But if you run away, behind you are the millions of innocent civilians in Huachao, my capital, your family, wife and children. Will you run away if they will be slaughtered by the Turks?"

This life is impossible to pass!

Fang Zheng's mouth sagged and he was about to cry again.

The fat man raised his head and sighed heavily, saying, "Brother Fang, you have seen it today's court meeting. Our court does not lack a general of one army, but what is missing is the commander of the three armies! Even Feng Qiudao dared not take on this important task, except you. I really can't find a more suitable commander."

Fang Zheng snorted, "Fatty, don't forget that I am a civil servant, not a military general. In the past, Ping Pan Wenyuan, Ping Prince and Ping Tai King were all driven to put on the shelves. The situation forced me to take charge of the army, but you and I know that I am not a material for war! The civil and military officials in the court recommended me to lead the troops because they didn't like me and wanted to support me far away. If they won, they would be the reward. If they lost, they just forced you to punish me. You have been the emperor for so long. Could it be that you have not figured out the meaning of those ministers?"

The fat man shook his head and said, "Don't think of everyone so badly. In fact, many people in the court still have a good impression of you. Mr. Wei, the Minister of War, and the officials at the Ministry of War, who he managed, as well as Du Shangshu of the Ministry of Revenue and Yang Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites. They actually value you very much. Yesterday, the ministers unanimously recommended you, not everyone wanted to harm you. The real young Lord Wei and their intentions were indeed for the court."

Fang Zheng stared at the fat man and said, "They recommended me because they were so confused. What about you? Are you as confused as they are? Don't you understand me yet? The 100,000 troops handed over to me, a person who has never fought a major battle to command the command. Wouldn't it mean that they stepped into the gates of hell?"

The fat man smiled silly: "Brother Fang, sometimes you are very narcissistic and boast about yourself as if you were descending to earth by the gods. Sometimes you are too arrogant. In fact, you are pacified Pan Wenyuan, Ping Prince, and Pingtai. Let's go forward and say, you gave the court the strategies to retreat to the Turks before you became an official. Everyone sees these achievements. In my and my ministers, you are more powerful than Wentao. Haven't you discovered it yourself?"

After a pause, the fat man continued, "The commander of the three armies does not need to have any brave force, nor does he need to go to fight to kill the enemy in person. He only needs to have a clear mind and issue orders in the commander's tent. Make full use of the right time, place, and people, issue every order that can defeat the enemy, and use the smallest price to exchange for the greatest victory. Brother Fang, you have always been smart. Everything that the emperor and I have entrusted you to do is do well. This Northern Expedition to the Turks is related to the country and the country. I can only hand this matter over to you."

Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "No, fat man, I can't take such a big responsibility." Well, fear of death also accounts for part of the reason. In short, I dare not accept this king's order. You should take back the fate and find a more suitable person to serve as the commander."

The fat man looked depressed and said, "Who is more suitable than you? Brother Fang, today's court meeting, the generals stood in the court squad. Who dared to stand up and take the position of commander when you see?"

Fang Zheng wanted to cry again: "I didn't stand up! Why are you staring at me? Who am I provoking whom?"

The fat man sighed: "The foreign enemy is in front of him, and there is no one in the court to take on the heavy responsibility. I am so sad to be the emperor! Brother Fang, in fact, I let you be the general. In addition to thinking that you are indeed capable of defeating the Turks, I also have a thought,"

Looking at Fang Zheng's astonished expression, the fat man said in a deep voice: "In the past few years, internal and external troubles have been constantly. Not to mention external troubles, this is what we are about to solve. Just talking about internal troubles, Pan Wenyuan has rebelled. The former crown prince rebelled and the Thai king rebelled. Although they have all been pacified, some potential troubles still exist. After these rebellions, the prestige of my royal family has been reduced again and again. The subjects in the world must be thinking, so many people betray the emperor of the dynasty. Is this emperor really not worthy of everyone's support?" After the father suppressed the rebellion, he used all his iron-blooded means to seek the world and kill all the rebels, and even caused many innocent people. He was trying to use this bloody massacre to slightly regain the prestige of the royal family. Let the people of the world know that the royal family cannot be betrayed or violated. The father is not a bloody man. But for the dignity of the royal family, he had to do so."

"Now it's my turn to be the emperor, and I'm not a bloodthirsty person. I have always wanted to win with benevolent government and return to the hearts of the people in the court. At present, my foundation in the court has gradually stabilized. After pacifying the Turks, I will reform step by step to make my Huachao, which is gradually withering towering tree, slowly bringing new vitality. But all of this must have a prerequisite, that is, to pacify the Turks, so that they dare not rebel again, so that we people can have a good life, and I can let go and show our ambitions.

The fat man became more and more excited as he spoke, and a bright light appeared on his fat face: "Before his death, the father repeatedly reminded me to be an emperor with great potential. I promised him that in my lifetime, the government and orders of the Chinese court would be smooth and the people would have no worries about food and clothing. From then on, foreign countries would not dare to covet my great country, and truly be worry-free inside and without any troubles outside. Only in this way can we live up to the heavy trust of the father and the emperor's responsibility.

Fang Zheng was silent, the fat man gradually matured, he finally knew what he wanted to do and what to do, he hid the world in his heart, he was trying to realize his ambitions, and then he thought about it, what about himself? What ambitions he had?

Mi raised a hundred kinds of people, Fang Zhenghuai stubbornly believed that his ambition was to keep his worries. This was impossible, and his personality determined his destiny.

"What you said is indeed great, fat man, I have to admit that you are much more mature." Fang Zheng sighed sincerely, then changed his subject and said in confusion: "But" What does this have to do with asking me to lead troops and fighting the Turks?"

The fat man smiled and said, "Don't you see it yet? The battle with the Turks is a battle of life and death, survival and death between the two countries. Don't talk about him, Brother Fang, think about it, if I change to someone who is ignorant of the roots and lead the troops, win and lose, regardless of whether he and Pan Wenyuan, the King of Thailand and the others rebelled? What should we do? This time, a battle of soldiers and soldiers came to the Ge strike, how could we have a way to survive? The civil and military officials in the court said that they were loyal to the emperor and the country, but who knows whether there were any ill-intentioned people among them? Pan Wenyuan, the former crown prince and the King of Thailand and the others almost succeeded. How could you and I know if anyone dared to take a risk?"

The fat man looked at Fang Zheng deeply and said, "Brother Fang, only by letting you lead the troops can I feel completely relieved. You and I met the academy and are real friends in civil and military affairs. Let's fight together, secretly people, and go to the kilns together, and have done a lot of good and bad things. Even you helped me to lift my throne up with force, all the civil and military officials in the court. I believe in you alone. Now my friend is in danger. Brother Fang, help me again!"

When Fang Zheng heard this, his heart suddenly became excited.

He understood that this would not be issued an imperial edict to him. The fat man now is a helpless person who needs the help of his friends. Who else can help him except himself?

So what about fighting? I have seen the bloody battlefield before. So what about seeing this friend again? I always have the wishful thinking of being a playboy young master. If I don’t even help my friend, wouldn’t this playboy young master live too selfish? Is such a sad playboy young master interesting?

Just die! I shouldn’t have appeared in this generation. After living for a few years, I have become such a big official again. My wife and son have already made enough money!

"Okay, I'll help you." Fang Zheng looked at the fat man and focused his attention.

The fat man's eyes suddenly became wet. Looking at Fang Zheng's face, which gradually became firm, he suddenly grinned and smiled with tears in his smile.

Fang Zheng also laughed.

Friends, it’s that simple. You don’t have to say a word of thanks, you understand each other.

"Hey, fat man, please help me. Don't blame me for the three million taels of silver, you have to pay it back! Brothers, settle the accounts clearly."

The fat man's fat face turned black:

I'm still very worried, why don't you write me an IOU now so that I can feel at ease in the Northern Expedition,"

No!" A word came out from the cracks of the teeth of the fat man.

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Xiaolu was hugged by Fang Zheng and gasped slightly. The phoenix that had just now seemed to have sent her to heaven. After the leak, she still couldn't calm down for a long time.

On the other side of Fang Zheng, Feng Niang stretched out a jade arm like white jade and gently placed it on Fang Zheng's shoulder. Her confused eyes wrapped around him like thousands of soft lines.

"Husband, why are you so much in the past two days?" Greedy? We can't stand it after asking us again and again." Feng Niang's voice seemed to be still a little lustful, soft and soft, making Fang Zheng's lower body, which had just become honest, stand up involuntarily.

Xiaolu lay on Fang Zheng and immediately felt the change in Fang Zheng's body. She was so scared that she trembled all over. She hurriedly panted and hid away, her naked back facing Fang Zheng with a smooth and sarcastic voice, "No" I don't want it anymore, young master, you "You can find Feng Niang, I can't do it anymore."

Feng Niang also changed her appearance and said anxiously: I can't do it anymore, husband, you "You're too hurtful."

Fang Zheng looked helplessly at Qiao Li's angry little Fang Zheng and said, "Forget it, you have to be restrained in this kind of thing. Let's just do it again, okay?"

Both girls changed their color and shook their heads quickly.

Feng Niang turned around, her two naked balls pressed against Fang Zheng’s chest, and she laughed softly, “Husband, you must be restrained, my sister said. No, “Hehe, don’t let you be greedy too much. If you ruin your body, my sister will not spare us.”

Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, let's talk."

Feng Niang gasped for a few moments and said softly: "Husband, why are you feeling a little unconscious these two days? What's wrong with you?"

Fang Zheng sighed and said, "Wife. In two days, I will go to the northern expedition to the grasslands and fight against the Turks.

When the two women heard this, they trembled a few times. After sweeping away the charming and charming look just now, they were so anxious that their pretty face was pale, and they said in surprise: "Are you going to fight? Why is this?"

Fang Zheng said sternly: "A man is loyal to the emperor and serves the country. This is his duty. How can I not go?"

The two beautiful women's eyes suddenly burst into crystal tears. Feng Niang looked at Fang Zheng and cried and said, "You have left easily for the country, but" a man's battle to kill the enemy is a huge disaster for us women.

Xiaolu hugged Fang Zheng with her backhand, hid in his broad arms, crying like tears; she just kept shaking her head.

Fang Zheng sniffed and said in grief: "Do you think I am willing to go? Isn't this helpless? The ministers recommended me to go, the emperor only believed me, who the hell did I provoke whom?"

Feng Niang looked up quickly and said, "Then let's go and tell her sister and ask her to enter the palace to persuade the emperor to take back Cheng's life."

Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "No need. Hong'er already knew that I stopped her and didn't let her enter the palace. No one forced me to fight the war, but I promised the emperor myself."

Seeing the second girl crying sadly, Fang Zheng stretched out his hands and hugged them tightly, hugged them in his arms, and repeatedly promised them that he would only give orders from the back and not have to go into battle to kill the enemy in person. The second goddess's expression was a little relieved.

After looking at Xiaolu, Fang Zheng thought for a while and hesitated: Xiaolu, I have another purpose to go to the grassland this time. According to the spy's reward, your mother is now in the tent of Khan's Central Army. I think if you can win this battle, you should be able to save your mother successfully."

Xiaolu trembled, suddenly looked up at Fang Zheng, her expression changed a few times, and after thinking for a while, Xiaolu lowered her head, her tone was full of firmness: "Young Master" Xiaolu wants to follow you and fight the grass together.

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"Ah? No! What a joke! Never!" Fang Zheng refused without hesitation: "What should I do if the two armies are facing each other, and the sword is eyeless, so what should I do if I hurt you? This matter must not be done."

Xiaolu did not force her, but looked at Fang Zheng with a steady attitude. From her firm gaze, Fang Zheng saw a little resoluteness, knowing that he could not stop Xiaolu from going north to the grassland. After all, her mother was still suffering in Boyuan's tribe. Xiaolu knew that her mother's whereabouts would be Xiaolu would definitely be so sharp, Huizhou could not stop her at all.

OK. Go and go, go with me!" Fang Zheng waved helplessly and said, "You always bully me, I am so spoiled you!"

Xiaolu smiled gratefully, buried her head in Fang Zheng's arms, and hugged his waist vigorously.

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I'm about to go to war, I have to bully you. When I return to the court with great victory, you will definitely be pregnant with a fat boy for me."

As he said that, Fang Zheng turned over and pressed Feng Niang under him.

The candlelight sways, reflecting the spring light in the room.

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In April of the first year of Xuanwu, on the campus of the suburbs of Beijing, flags were waving and murderous intent were flying all over the night. Tens of thousands of soldiers lined up in neat rows. Wearing bright armor, holding sharp swords and spears, he stood quietly on the campus. More than 10,000 pairs of eyes were staring at Fang Zheng wearing silver armor.

The more than 10,000 people were selected from the four armies guarding the capital. They would go north with Fang Zheng, and then meet with the 100,000 troops who were in full swing in Youzhou, and send troops to attack Mochuo together.

The school ground was silent, and thousands of people were like one person, standing there quietly, emitting a faint solemn and murderous aura in silence. As time passed, the solemn and murderous aura gradually became rich. It rolled and condensed on the school ground, like a sharp blade, unscrupulously cutting people's skin, making people involuntarily feel awe.

The soldiers on the battlefield were so angry that they were so angry that they were on the sky. Fang Zheng, wearing bright armor, stared at the tens of thousands of soldiers in front of him with a serious face. They were young, strong and energetic. They were full of vitality and exuded a fearless war in the silence, as if they were not going to the front line to fight the Turks in life and death, but were about to attend a luxurious feast.

Don’t laugh at me when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from war since ancient times?

Fang Zheng repeatedly muttered this poem in his heart, and the slightest touch was mixed.

How many of these soldiers who followed him to fight will always be buried in the cold desert grassland, and their bodies will turn into soil and melt on the earth? Do they know how cruel and ruthless the war is?

The big drum on the left side of the schoolyard is ringing. It’s auspicious time and it’s time to go on the battle.

"Sir, should you say a few words to the soldiers and cheer them up?" Wensen, who was standing beside him, whispered.

Fang Zheng nodded. Looking at the soldiers with a strong morale, he suddenly felt a sense of fear. War is such a dangerous thing. None of these 10,000 people were raised by their parents. If he could not take them away from the battlefield alive, how could he be worthy of his parents who were eagerly looking forward to their victory and still facing him in the rear?

At this moment, Fang Zheng suddenly felt a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. Although he couldn't see or touch it, he felt like he couldn't breathe.

Cleared his throat, Fang Zheng's qi sank into his dantian and said loudly: "Soldier"

"Cheer!"

Ten thousand soldiers gathered their legs and raised their chests together, staring at Fang Zheng with bright eyes.

After coughing twice, Fang Zheng tried to make his voice reach every corner of the school ground, but because of his fear, his voice sounded a little trembling.

Soldiers! The ancients said that even if there are thousands of people, I will escape

The generals standing beside him were shocked when they heard this. Wen Sen was shocked and hurriedly stopped him and said, "Sir, you are wrong. You are wrong! You are not escaping! You are not escaping!"
To be continued...